A Flower

You were the first to give me a flower that would grow into something more. When i first received it i was surprised, i didn't know what was in store. I put the sapling in water not knowing what to do, Oh my it grew and grew every time i thought of you!

After a year i thought it would die, but low and behold it got so high. For a while i forgot to check it's growth but, Then i remembered and now can't forget your oath.

Years go by and i try to forget, but your flower hasn't died yet. Many have come along and given me more, by now i could open my own flower store. I've gotten used to flowers like this, But for every rose bud i receive, it's yours the most i miss...

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